The next morning.
Although they had slept late last night, when Mu Xiaoxiao opened her eyes the sky was still dark outside.
Glancing at Yin Shaojie beside her, she wrinkled her nose and snorted at him.
Recalling the intensity from last night, Mu Xiaoxiao frowned as she rubbed her aching wrist.
Why was he so naughty!
He actually got her to help him…
At the thought of last night's events, Mu Xiaoxiao's heartbeat accelerated and her face became red from embarrassment. Though she had only touched him over the clothing, the thought of him using her hands to help him do that made her wish she could crawl into a hole and hide.
How shameful!
Mu Xiaoxiao felt a great urge to punch the demon that was sound asleep.
But then she held back her hand as a thought came to her. She quietly went to the nightstand at his side of the bed and took the phone resting on top of it.